57. Cam
CHAPTER 57
CAM
“I ’m pissed that she won’t let us explain.” I’m spotting Wyatt at the gym, and my comment is completely out of the blue, but he grunts out a yeah from between clenched teeth.
We’ve talked about her a lot over the past several days. There are also times when we don’t talk at all, but I know we’re always thinking about her.
Life is fucking empty these days.
I couldn’t give a shit about working out, but I keep doing it out of habit.
Making videos has lost all its appeal. I used to get excited about the number of likes and comments we received, but it seems pointless. It’s actually a source of irritation now.
Nothing in life is much fun anymore, and the contrast between before-Stella and after-Stella is astounding. I thought I was perfectly happy before I met her, but now I know what I’ve been missing.
If I had any doubts about whether I was actually in love with her, it’s all cleared up. Nothing but love could hurt this bad.
“She doesn’t need us to explain,” Wyatt says when he finishes his reps. “She knows she doesn’t want professional thirst traps as boyfriends, and especially not as father figures.”
“But we’re going to stop making those kinds of videos.”
Wyatt’s expression is grim. “Too little, too late. Maybe we should just stick to showing off our bodies, cracking jokes, and having fun. That’s all we’re good for.”
I start to argue, but he turns his back and heads to a machine, leaving me alone with my storm of thoughts.
Objectively, there’s nothing wrong with how we’ve been making a living, but we weren’t being true to ourselves, even before we met Stella. We went after easy money, when we should have put our time and effort into something we were proud of.
We need to get our life on the right path, and Stella needs to give us another chance.